He left Ibrahim smiling his shark grin and wandered into the bathroom trying not to let Ibrahim's obvious enjoyment get to him. The bathroom was huge with a high backed, claw foot bath set into the centre and a glass panelled shower unit which took up an entire corner of the room. He began to run water into the bath, taking the opportunity to have a mooch in the cabinets that lined the far wall, running his hand over the thick, luxurious towels that hung from an ornate towel stand situated next to the bath. He mused that when he woke up this morning he didn't think he'd be admiring an ornate towel stand anytime soon. On the other side of the bath there was a pedestal, topped with a tray, covered with another thick towel. There was a vast array of razors, scissors, shaving gels, foams and other bathing paraphernalia lying on top of the towel. And look, he thought, no plastic, disposable rubbish here but what he could only imagine were ivory handled shaving tools.
The bath quickly filled, clouds of steam rising from the frothy water. Time to get undressed he thought undoing the top two buttons of his shirt and pulling it over his head. A full length mirror on the wall, as yet not obscured fully by the steam, allowed him to watch himself and of course he began doing the manly posturing that only a true athlete can achieve and admire. He lifted his arms, Charles Atlas style, then onto his waist, let's show off that chest he thought...oh yeah, looking good, now side on and ...
"Whoa...Ibrahim, I didn't see you there...I was just...and anyway, personal space dude, you know what I'm saying?" He blustered as he turned to the huge, black guy.
While he had been showing off his...manly physique...Ibrahim had quietly entered the bathroom and was watching him from just inside the doorway, his arms folded across his gargantuan chest.
"You are a slave now, for you there is no such thing as personal space. I suggest you continue admiring yourself later and get on with the task that your Mistress has given you, it would be unwise not to be finished before she returns home." Ibrahim intoned gravely.
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